"Well? What can you see?" Uncle Zhang snorted. His cool eyes shifting toward the young woman in front of him. His eyebrows were raised as if he was daring her to say something—anything.
He didn't really trust Yao Tang's skills. That was evident in itself.
Despite this, she wasn't the slightest bit fazed. "You've had an operation. It's due to your appendix bursting six years ago. Recently, you've had trouble sleeping. In fact you're taking medication for it now. Also, it's been a long time since you've slept with your wife," she said all of these calmly.
Uncle Zhang fell silent. He gazed at her for a long time before nodding.
"As expected," he said. "You're right."
He then turned to Meng Ling as a smile slipped into his lips. "Ling'er, you've superseded my expectations. With her on our team, our research will finally progress in the right direction!"
